Wow sorry for the wait had a bit of writers block but it's gone now.

Cherrydrops12, bene, zurrikan, Transylvanian, sassysarasidle and icklebitodd - thanks

Lanta- thanks good point, I'll try to remember but I'm likely to forget

Jessica Summers- thanks I needed someone who could see the situation from the outside and Lindsey seemed a good bet!

Jtbwriter- thanks people seem to lie the Lindsey thing, I didn't know if it would just be annoying apparently not : )

Somewhere deep inside the part of her brain that was sill connected with the outside world, she could tell he was gone. Something inside of her made her lose that warmth that spread through her body when his skin touched hers. Although no part of her conscious mind would ever remember his gentle touch and comforting words something inside would always recognise the touch and sound of his voice sending a signal through her and making her skin tingle. Sara Sidle could no longer felt hat as the chair next to her bed was empty it had been for nearly ten minutes when the gentle touch came back onto her skin.

"Hey sorry I was so long" whispered Grissom as if she was merely asleep and talking too loud would wake her from her peaceful slumber.

"I brought you a present. It took me a while to think of the message," he said playing with the ladybug teddy in his hands. He was wrapping the tag attached to it in and out his fingers nervously. At first the card had simply read Grissom as it had what seemed like a lifetime ago but now it had changed. Now he had shown what he felt.

"To me you are the most beautiful creature in the world and I hop one day I will have the courage to tell you in person." He read the card and placed it on the table behind him picking her hand up and holding it in his own, not in his lap but wrapping his fingers around hers and resting his on the bed.

"Please give me the chance to make it right" he whispered in her ear before turning the radio on softly and sitting back in the chair.

"You've got to be kidding" Greg came to a grinding holt as he reached the warehouse were Warrick was dressed in overalls stood in between three dumpsters and among a plastic sheet with rubbish spread over it.

"Just caught it, due to be emptied today at three" he said moving the mask of his face and grimacing as the smell hit him.

"How many so far?" asked Greg looking at the pile of polystyrene cups that lay in a pile.

"3o" replied Warrick as Greg took a mask and wadded in.

"Only take the plain ones, the coffee shop didn't have a logo," said Warrick as Greg began sifting through the pile o rubbish.

Five hours and well into nightfall later they had retrieved one hundred and fifty cups.

"Great" sighed Greg looking at the mound of cups.

"So we swab each one rim and one inside," sighed Warrick settling down and beginning to swab them.

"Hey" Catherine's voice woke Warrick and Greg who had fallen asleep around midnight.

"Catherine" Warrick sat bolt up right.

"Hey sorry but you didn't look exactly comfy" smiled Cath

"We've swabbed one hundred and fifty cups," said Warrick pointing to the mounting of bags labelled evidence and the three boxes of swabs.

"Oh Mia's going to be please with you" smiled Cath picking up a box.

"Go home get changed," she said picking up another.

"Did you get a address?" asked Greg getting up and carrying the last box out with Catherine.

"Nick's with bras now" she replied putting the box's down on a very frustrated looking Mia's table.

"Want some help" smiled Greg.

"Sure just don't' mess anything up" said Mia.

"Greg sleep"

"I can sleep later" replied Greg going to get his own coffee and sighing when he looked at the plain white polystyrene cup it was in and suddenly; coffee wasn't that appealing.

"I'll go log in the cups," said Catherine disappearing off down the corridor.

Nick sighed as he pulled up at the address, the house looked derelict and Bras wasn't looking too hopeful either as they approached the door.

"Las Vegas police open the door" called Brass drawing his gun not willing to take a chance. After no reply came an office broke the door down revelling a empty and house.

"DAMN" Nick kicked the wall frustrated.

"Well get her Nick" said Brass trying to sound reassuring.

"Will we HOW" he said kicking at the wall again "we have nothing, Sara's in coma and the person who put her there Is still wondering around" he was now fighting back tears and had to turn away forcing his self to remain calm.

"You will find her because Sara's got best CSI's looking out for her"

"Grissom's not" sighed Nick he had never been sure why Grissom wasn't running the investigation why he didn't want to catch the person who did this as much a he did. "If Grissom was here we'd have her already"

"Nick you've got a girlfriend right"

"Yes"

"Well if she was laying in a hospital bed wouldn't you want to be by her side"

Nick sighed "I'd want to get who put her there"

"You'd trust Grissom and Sara to find who did it right"

Nick just stood

"Nick Grissom trusts all of you. He knows that you will find who did it so he can be with Sara because she need shim right now more than you do"

"I know, it's just what if we can't what if we let them down"

"You wont I know you wont," said Bras putting a arm round his shoulder and walking out the house with him.

"Hey how's it going"? Asked Cath walking by the lab in her coat.

"This is cup number fifty," said Mia holding it up while Greg's snores made her jump form where he was laid on the table.

"You going to see her?"

"I'm going to see if I can remove Grissom from the hospital he's been there six days straight and needs to go home. Tell Greg I'll see him there" smiled Catherine looking over at him.

TBC…

Let me know what you think of Nick's bit. I was trying to make him ore in character and I thought he was more likely to be angry.